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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 02/10/2026

#Pumpkin please stop unearthing me my absence is permanent kindly take the hint I am not an extrovert #poetry

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 29/09/2026

rain ran can can’t rain on the leaves and suddenly I ran somewhere years ago barefoot through a summer I can almost enter almost there that word again can the little hinge between what happened and what cannot happen again rain rain among the leaves the sound of someone running

Photograph of a rain-soaked Virginia woodland path.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 05/04/2026

nothing stays except the way it goes through branch through water light in pieces water in thought the scattered gold of it the broken way it finds us the unfinished shape of being #poetry #appomattox

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Late afternoon Sun on the Appomattox River

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 01/07/2026

moonlit field the thistle casts a king’s shadow #haiku

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 25/09/2026

on the midnight watch the horizon vanished sea and sky one darkness beside me someone spoke about the morning I cannot remember the words only his face briefly red in the light from the hatch then dark above us the stars behind us the wake opening mile after mile with no one yet missing

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 10/07/2026

wind in the pines not saying anything we can use still I stop to listen as though the trees might at last make room for whatever in me has never learned to rest #poetry

Photo of pine trees on a mountain overlooking the valley. Fog coming up from the valley. On a grey day.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 12/09/2026

🌑 Moonlessly (Insomnia poetry)

moonlessly

the universe

has declined

to provide
an explanation

predictably

we provided
several

seriously

we wrote them down

and killed one another

over punctuation

patiently

the stones

remained
unpersuaded

locally

someone

held a door
for someone else

temporarily

this seemed

more useful

cosmically

nothing changed

personally

I think

that may have been
the point

moonlessly

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 09/09/2026

there are places the body remembers before the mind a bend in the river the smell of rain beneath oak leaves I arrive and whatever has been waiting there continues through me #poetry #nature

Photograph of a river cutting through the woods in Central Virginia. It was a rainy day, but still quite beautiful and worth the walk

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 07/09/2026

somewhere beyond the marked trail I stopped being the one who chose to come here the trees have no use for my reasons the creek passes through its stones and whatever I have called my life becomes one sound among many #poetry

Photograph of a creek running through the woods in central Virginia.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 26/08/2026

the bat turns above the field toward something I cannot know there are worlds inside this one that do not require my senses to be complete #poetry

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 26/08/2026

the world is loud with opinions and i am tired of my own i want a single fact like water like your palm flat on my back #poetry

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 09/08/2026

and still, the rain fell #poetry

and still , the rain fell

there must have been

whole afternoons

no one remembers

rain passing
through the leaves

a field
darkening

then brightening again

wind moving
through the grass

with no one there
to call it wind

and perhaps

this is most
of the world

what happened
without entering

a story

what opened
and vanished

without leaving
a name

even in our own lives

how little
we carry

a few faces

a road after rain

someone turning
toward us

one evening
that somehow remained

while around it

years disappeared

without resistance

but they were there

the forgotten mornings

the unremembered light

all that we were
when no one

not even we

were keeping watch

and still

the rain fell

-Gerhard Oevermann 2026.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 02/07/2026

the sun leans close a jealous god, melting time one cicada screams #haiku

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 20/06/2026

under elder bloom the dead sit very still to hear summer begin #haiku

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 18/06/2026

nothing happens then happens again more quietly #haiku

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 19/06/2026

a fox at twilight takes the path I would have chosen had I been the fox #haiku

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The Unknown Poet @unknownpoet.bsky.social · 14/06/2026

“and when the last wind passes through the grass I hope for one moment it sounds like coming home”

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 13/06/2026

wind through cedars I am instructed by no command #haiku

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The Unknown Poet @unknownpoet.bsky.social · 13/06/2026

some days I am only a rumor in my car moving through traffic with my coffee and the suspicion that everyone is pretending better than I am #poetry

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The Unknown Poet @unknownpoet.bsky.social · 13/06/2026

this morning I sat on the curb of my own becoming watching traffic drag the day behind it and for once I did not ask where it was going I only listened to the dark wheels turning #poetry

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 04/06/2026

amor fati thunder rolled over the field and the grass too low for pride too rooted for despair laughed in green at the sky #poetry

Photograph of a dark storm rolling in over the green field with a few small houses in the distance

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 11/06/2026

barefoot in wet grass my body remembers it was never separate #haiku

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 11/06/2026

cat on stone wall chooses sun chooses shade in superposition #haiku

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 24/05/2026

Memorial Day 2026 let the day be quiet let the speeches pass like cloud shadow over the lost let the trumpets fall back into breath let the children run where the dead lie still not knowing yet how the world is held together by those who vanished from it #poetry

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 25/05/2026

our peace a white flower rooted in fire #haiku

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 21/01/2026

late january the creek runs low showing stones that used to be anonymous wet backs shine as though they have arrived from another century i think of names i used to say without effort and cannot quite reach now the water keeps going not needing to remember me #poetry

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 22/01/2026

möbius heart there is no back there is only after there is no away there is only again love is not a noun it is geometry a crossing a sentence that turns without turning away a hinge made of continuation #poetry

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 23/01/2026

the poem that cannot be written #poetry #gaza

the poem that cannot be written

she looks for a doorway
in language

and finds only
a mirror she did not ask for

she turns it to the wall
and begins again

no hymn
no lesson
no clean arc

only this
a mouth trying not to take

a distance
that keeps paying itself
to remain elsewhere

what she knows
is the sea exists
and she cannot cross it

what she knows
is names exist
then stop

what she knows
is her quiet
is not innocence

so she writes
as one would set down
a cup of water

carefully
on a shaking table

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 16/01/2026

shoreline mind thoughts arrive without footsteps they lay down their small wet tokens of want of worry and leave I try to follow them but my mind is not a path it is a shore everything arrives already turning back and the water never remembers what it touches #poetry

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 16/01/2026

words I say the words slowly they do not return they only change the shape of my mouth each one a small spell that opens into air #poetry

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 10/10/2025

some part of me waited for the sky to open as if revelation were a thing that needed clearing I’ve learned not to chase clarity some truths are meant to blur like moonlight through clouds or the outline of your face in a dream I wake too soon from #poetry

Photo of moonlight shining through a cloudy night sky.

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 22/11/2025

The Bear Lives in the Suburbs Now he walks the cul-de-sac after midnight past sprinklers and backlit TVs he remembers glaciers but eats from compost bins and sometimes dances shirtless at the club a kid once called him the ancestor he nodded

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 01/01/2026

street corner siren cuts clean through my private thoughts like a knife through tape i feel your eyes look over me and i don’t look down #tanka

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 01/01/2026

first dawn, wolf colored in the treeline of the town no wolf - just the urge to bite through my own excuses and drag the year home

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 01/01/2026

bonfire in the yard sparks climb like small fox-spirits into cold heaven #haiku

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 11/12/2025

bus stop with the Fates plastic bench, cold rain schedule eaten by mildew buses not on time three old women wait one knits, one counts, one keeps still eyes on passing cars whichever I board they nod once and snip the air as if at a thread #haiku

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 13/12/2025

committee of mirrors sometimes I vanish inward and hear my thoughts unspool as though I am not singular rather a committee of mirrors convened in the dark voting in silence one remembers one invents one forgives or refuses to the majority wins and I step back into the room you never notice

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 15/12/2025

seasonal darkness and my thoughts grow longer teeth than they deserve #haiku

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Gerhard Oevermann 🐦‍⬛ @oevermann.bsky.social · 16/12/2025

a cardinal’s flash through gray - like sudden insight that won’t stay long #haiku

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